Grey skies smother the last sunny days
A vast blanket of insipid miasma
Hovers over the stark woodland
As I gaze at the Autumnal fall
Damp dewdrops cling to my boots
As coldness bites, penetrating leather

I reflect past months
As I stroll through the season’s glory
A bronze and gold path, crisp beneath me
The seasonal carpet of nature and earth
Trees scatter leaves like petals
My face red, from the bitterness of a Northern breeze

Another year is ending
Sleepy and surreal, like the intense dark evenings
Encouraging the cosiness of log fires
Halloween, fireworks, and seasonal preparations
As children don hats and scarves
Excitement building

Mulling over memories of Spring-time and summer
A mixture of emotions
I deliberate the future and newness of January
Speculation and surmise
A new year awaits my arrival
And hopeful resolutions